markofthewise | Sokka the 76th

It was an adjustment. He didn't much like that he was now single. He hated even more the circumstances that led to it. But after this long, Sokka owed it to himself to put himself back together and make some sense of his life. Or at the very least, try and be a little upright for the sake of his friends. After burying himself in work for the past few weeks, it was time for some sunshine. As sunny as it could be in January, anyway. So while he's out, he's not exactly chipper. But he's trying his best to not look as somber and cranky as he has the last few weeks.

Today, he's out with Foo Foo Cuddly Poops, the tiny Saber Toothed Moose-Lion cub he received for Christmas. The little beast is getting a bit bigger now. His little horns are protruding more and he was growing consistently. The little thing could fit on Sokka's head before, but not anymore. He was just shy of being the size of a beagle now. He'd already been bigger than Sokka remembered when he received him on Christmas. Having seen the mother, he knew Foo Foo would only get bigger. He also couldn't leave Foo Foo at home, since his teeth were coming in. Which meant he was chewing up anything he could get his paws on. Not to mention he was hardly housebroken. So this is why today, Sokka was going to the grocery to explore the diet of moose-lions so he could carry it all back in bulk. Which is why he also had an unseemly large bag. He suspected, before long, he'd have to start using a wheel barrow.

At the grocery store, the two explore a variety of foods they both like. Fruits and meat. It seems Foo Foo has a similar appetite to Sokka.

While he's off in one corner letting Foo Foo got to town on a basket of apples, he hits up the journals.

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So. How exactly do you teach an animal not only to stop chewing on your valuables, but also to do their business outside? You know, without actually keeping them outside all the time. [A pause as he looks over at Foo Foo.] At least while they'll still fit in the house.

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I don't even know what they look like. You'd know better than me.

Oh, well, they just look like small spray bottles! Not really anything special. I remember seeing bitter apple-flavored ones the most, though, and those were in white and green bottles.

But he loves apples! It was the first food we almost-sort-of shared!

"Almost-sort-of shared"?

He tried to give me an apple. But I was kind of... in between things at the time. So I couldn't really eat it.

...I'm not really sure what you mean by that, but alright then. I'm sure you can find another flavor that could work, though. Like a school cafeteria's macaroni and cheese.

What's significant about it coming from a school cafeteria?

School cafeteria food is notoriously repulsive! ...Unless you go to a school full of rich people with professional chefs.

I've only ever been to this school.

Well, it's how the school food is back at home, at least.

Were you home schooled or anything, then...?

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It was mostly my Gran-Gran that taught me stuff. So, I guess you could say I was.

Ahh, I see. Well, at least then you didn't have to deal with bad cafeteria food.

Some winters, when we couldn't get a fire going, we'd eat half-frozen whale meat raw.

[It was pretty rare. But in desperate times, they did resort to some stuff that he knew other people would find gross. Things he found easily trumped cafeteria food.]

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...Perhaps sticky and rubbery mac and cheese isn't as bad as I thought.

It could be worse, yeah.

Like secretly serving human meat.

... does that happen where you're from?

If people are secretly doing it, then naturally I wouldn't know. [duh]

If people are secretly doing it, how would you even know to speculate that it's happening?

It's just a guess! You never know.

Riiiight. You're just paranoid, aren't you?

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